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He towered over me, his scent making it impossible for me to inhale anything else. My lips quivered because of his proximity and my inability to see his face. I glared at his chest, my heart pounding against my ribcage in protest. Hooking his forefinger under my chin, he forced my head back. Our gazes collided, his eyes filled with anger and a hint of confusion. He placed his other hand over the wall, leaning in until I could feel his minty breath fanning my face. I bet he couldn’t decide if he wanted to murder me or keep me. He was angry at me, yet he was bound by the duty to not harm me. The Lycan King at the mercy of a normal day werewolf—That’s the power everyone talked about.

“I, Alpha Nicklaus Mickelson, reject you, Freya, a lowly slave, as my mate!” “No…!” I growled out in pain, holding my chest tightly. It hurts so much; my body trembles in shock. I raised my gaze up to Nicholas; at least he's been kind to me once. I hope that he wouldn't reject me as his brother did. I was already broken; another rejection will completely shatter me. “I, Alpha Nicholas Mickelson, reject you, Freya, a maid, as my mate and Luna!” “No… argh…” I cried hard, watching them leave after reciting the rejection vows.

"I am Wayne Wyatt, son of Warren Wyatt. King, and Alpha of the royal house of Wyatt. Leader of the pack of the Grey wolfs. Protector of the Plane Woede and all its hinterlands." Shocked hisses sounded across the room as they all scrambled away to the edge of the tenth. "You have erred for ill. Now you will pay with your life," he drawled as his body began to change, his claws grew razor sharp, his fangs protruded from his mouth, his ears elongated and fur grew out of his arms and legs. Giving an ear-splitting roar, he charged at them.

“Silence.” I still couldn’t fathom I was in the presence of the Alpha King! He ran one of the most prolific packs around and we had the best army. Lots of Packs looked to us for aid and advice. He was a glorious leader in his day. He made mistakes like marrying Luna Monica but no one’s perfect. “So it is justice you want? Is that all? You don’t want reparations?” The King questioned. I shook my head. “I just want to know why they did it. I don’t have anyone else.”

Silently, Keziah walked out of the office with her head bowed in embarrassment. After it came to her realization that Ash was a king, she had been trying to settle things between them and have him back because, after all, he was her mate, but to no avail. When her father, Alpha Kepha, knew about Ash being her mate but she rejected him out of Larrisa's threats, he had been pressuring her to get back with him. Her father was thirsty for royalty, and he kept on saying that if she became her Majesty, he would get to gain the royal image as well.

"I would feel honoured if my death could lift such a curse or even stop King Ethan from sacrificing his life. Don't you see how special you are to have the chance to-" She suddenly pauses when the door clicks opens and a man with a face of an angel walks in, a cup of steaming coffee in his right hand. I openly gawk at his gorgeous face, spellbound. His stunning physique resembles that of the silhouette of the man that burnt my three attackers alive. He is obviously the powerful Alpha King. I see why the girl thinks he is worth dying for. His impeccable body and face alone can do things to a woman's sanity. I could stare at him for eternity.

- Ira swung, but a strong hand grabbed her wrist. - How lively you are. One pleasure! - Vragenn grabbed Ira’s wrists with one hand and pressed them above her head. With a smooth, persistent movement, he penetrated the girl. Ira arched, moaning protractedly. Her resistance weakened. Vragenn moved rhythmically, every now and then freezing or accelerating, bringing Ira to inevitable ecstasy. A victorious smile played on the king's lips. Ira trembled and arched her back. The moans intensified, developing into a long cry of bliss. Vragenn fell to her lips, sharing the surging ecstasy with a passionate kiss.

I waited nervously as ambulances passed me by, one after another. I knew it was not going well. Meanwhile, Ruby and Danny were nowhere to be found by this time. - The next morning, the boss's roar shook the entire office. "Do you even understand that truth is the first rule of journalism?! No explosives and no casualties? Who told you that?! You can't even make this up in your dreams!" Documents were hurled to the floor with a bang after they struck the door. Danny was hunched inside the office with a pale face, and all I could feel was satisfaction.

They were covered by dark strands of hair. "They say he is a Katharos. His Majesty will be happy that they caught one." Her handmaiden Elda continued to explain. A Katharos? A werewolf of royal blood. And now here he was as a prisoner. That must hurt his pride. werewolves were prideful creatures. All of them fought when they were brought here, unwilling to succumb to their enemies. Those wounds from a lash on his back were all because of defiance and he had more than anyone she had seen before. They covered his entire back, not leaving any skin untouched.

It felt like someone grabbed my heart and squeezed. The suffocating pain made my vision blur black at the edges. "Ginny! Daddy's here! Wake up!" I screamed until my throat tore, snatching up a brick from the ground and slamming it against the driver-side window. A loud crack split the air. Spider web fractures spread across the glass. The moment she saw me smashing the window, Shanon's shrill voice pierced the air. "Leomund! Have you lost your mind?"